11 October 2025
Enough stuff has been happening recently to inspire me to hoick out another sheet of vellum, extract a quill from the bum of a passing goose, and scratch away at some more mutterings.
In the first year of his second presidency, Trump’s own online and onstage performances have become so deranged that Madeleine Dean, a Democratic congresswoman from Pennsylvania, told the Republican house speaker Mike Johnson “The president is unhinged. He is unwell.”
Johnson’s response was “Well a lot of folks on your side are too”. Or, in English, “So the person with his finger on the button has dementia? A lot of powerless people on your side also have dementia” (or, in everyday language, “My dog can fart louder than your dog.”)
The other thing that spurred me to action was the murder of Charlie Kirk on 10 September. I’m sure I wasn’t the only person who hadn’t heard of him until he was shot but he seems to have been one of the spittle-spouting bigots from the less-humane end of America’s Republican party.
Reactions across the political spectrum were predictable: right-wingers were incensed that people on the left would do this; left-wingers were appalled that the killer claimed to be on their side.
Whether or not I believe Kirk should be canonised is unimportant (although ‘Saint Charlie’ does have a certain ring to it …) What is important is that I believe nobody has any right to kill anybody else because they don’t share the same political or religious beliefs (or for any other reason).
Then, in Manchester, a British terrorist attacked a synagogue, killing and wounding several people before he was himself shot dead by the police.
This produced an immediate response from one of the world’s biggest hypocrites, Benjamin Netanyahu, who said “Israel grieves with the Jewish community in the UK after the barbaric terror attack in Manchester.” Followed by which he ordered more barbaric terror attacks on the remaining Palestinians he hasn’t already murdered. By the end of July, he’d succeeded in killing 18,457 children according to an official list of named victims accepted as accurate by the international community, the UN and Israel’s military (but not Israeli politicians!)
A 27th ceasefire* and exchange of hostages has since been agreed but we’ll see how long that lasts. Two hours after the new ceasefire came into effect, Israeli tanks opened fire on Palestinians but their troops subsequently withdrew to new, agreed positions.
Last weekend saw a demonstration in London organised by Defend Our Juries to protest against the banning of Palestine Action, a UK network set up in 2020, “committed to ending global participation in Israel’s genocidal and apartheid regime”. The ban adds it to a list of more than 80 groups of international political movements with armed wings, like Hamas and Hezbollah, as well as armed groups like ISIS/ISIL, al-Qaeda and Tehreek-e Taliban Pakistan.
Some of Palestine Action’s members are certainly guilty of causing criminal damage but it doesn’t have an armed wing and this protest was about the banning of a UK group whose members are opposed to the government’s continuing support of Israel’s genocide in Gaza. One demonstrator was cautioned and nearly arrested by the police for holding up a sign. As they were about to carry him off, he suggested they read what his sign said: “I oppose genocide – I support plasticine action”, in big, bold capitals.
The police laughed and left him.
The organisers were hoping to beat the arrest record set by a peaceful CND demonstration in 1961 but, with my help, they didn’t quite make it (I was there in 1961, I was arrested and fined £1, which seemed a fair price for a night’s accommodation, a good breakfast in Balham nick and luxury coach transport to Marylebone Court, followed by which I went back to school for the afternoon).
The demonstration was held on the same day as the Peckham Conker Championships in south London. Isn’t it nice to have a choice of events to attend.
There’s a great shortlist for Idiot of the Month with Trump telling other countries what to do, Robert Jenrick complaining that Birmingham isn’t the sort of place he’d want to live in because he was there for 40 minutes and didn’t see a white face, goody bags at the Conservative Party Conference containing some chocolate with Kemi Badenoch’s signature printed on the wrapper under the words “When Labour negotiates, Britian loses”.
As fascinating as ever is the continuing fragmentation of the British political system. For as long as I can remember, the government of Great Britain has been controlled or overseen by Conservatives on the right and Labour on the left, with a few Liberals and others somewhere in the middle.
Now both the Conservative and Labour parties appear to be floundering in the wake of their unimpressive leaders while Nigel Farage’s Reform Party is attracting so many people disenchanted by the other parties that there’s a very real risk he could be Britain’s next prime minister. Farage thinks teachers would immediately go on strike if he were elected because he’s accused them of “poisoning our kids” by telling them that black children are victims and white children oppressors – now there’s an unbrilliant reason to vote for him.
But he’s still the best at public speaking if you don’t listen too closely to what he’s saying but his only loyalty is to himself and he only became an MP for the first time last year (his 27th attempt* for 27 different parties*).
By the way, this blog’s by-line is “a thing of shreds and patches”. One reader who is clearly much more learned than I am has pointed out my quotation from The Mikado was actually adapted by Sir William Schwenck Gilbert from Shakespeare: Hamlet describes his murderous and usurping uncle as ‘a king of shreds and patches’.
* I exaggerate …
